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Last night I actually went out to Fox's we watched four movies in a row, night of the living dead, return of the night of the living dead 2, 28 weeks later, and superbad... and I kept falling asleep every ten minutes, then we walked through the ghetto and there were a bunch of black girls screaming 'I DUN GIV A FUX' and we were both trying not to laugh. He got me two rip its and those fucking little cherry pie things from this convenient store that only carried two different kinds of cigarettes, newports and malboro lights and could make you chicken tenders. Weird I know. Anyway got my second wind, watched two more movies then left. It was like six before I got home and I woke up at 10:30, I feel like such shit from it. Shit was awesome though. Tonight I don't have plans but have to work from 2 -10 which sucks something fierce if i get out early im thinking about going to beardcore even though I shouldn't spend money because fox is tattooing me in less than a month. fuck being broke, i wanna win the lotto.